The Wistful Cipher

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The colony charter was a document that no one read, a piece of recycled pulp that gathered dust in the back room while the real power lay in the hands of those who controlled the air scrubbers. Fernand Hubert sat in the throne room, a designation that had lost its meaning decades ago, watching the executioner’s blade fall. His hands trembled, not from fear, but from the cold that seeped through...

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